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Dead End

Dead End

 
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Dead End is one part Waiting For Godot, another part Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, mixed with a dollop of Shaun of the Dead. It is a quick-tongued, philosophical tango between two friends whose lives are being threatened by a zombie not twenty feet away.
— Jeff Kerr (Mooney on Theatre)
 

What’s left to do when you have one bullet, one granola bar—and one zombie blocking the only exit? Two survivors of a deadly apocalypse must grapple with the innate human fear of “otherness” while attempting to escape the decomposing jaws of death. In a world where each meal is a gift and every escape narrower than the last, these two friends must weigh their actions carefully and decide if taking care of the other is worth the risk.

dead end

written by JONNY SUN
directed by MICHAEL ORLANDO

lighting design by MELISSA JOAKIM
sound design by JASON O’BRIEN
special effects design by MEGAN FRASER
costume design by ROSELIE WILLIAMSON
stage management by HEATHER BELLINGHAM
fight direction by LOUISA ZHU

featuring
CHRISTIAN SMITH, CHRIS WILSON and CERIDWEN KINGSTONE

produced by
MICHAEL ORLANDO and JONNY SUN
associate produced by
SIGRID VELIS and KEVIN VIDAL


Production details

  • World premiere at Factory Theatre. Toronto, ON (October 2016)
 

Press Quotes (if you're into that kind of thing...)

And off-the-wall comedy of seriousness in a way echoing the ‘nothing happens’ situations in a Seinfeld sketch, but done with tremendous style.

Christian Smith and Chris Wilson are serious, beautifully in tune, bouncing dialogue off each other with ease and perfect timing. As the zombie, Ceridwen Kingstone is a marvel of physical business... It is directed with skill and imagination by Michael Orlando.
— Lynn Slotkin (Slotkin Letter)
Dead End is a well put-together play, brilliantly crafted and presented by all involved.
— Bernice Afriyie (Excalibur)
Chris Wilson and Christian Smith are likeable losers, and Ceridwen Kingstone impressive as a shambling corpse...the plot which bleeds tension as the two main characters begin to resemble Vladimir and Estragon from Waiting for Godot.
— Steve Fisher (Torontoist)